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| The loneliness of the leader before the everlasting overhwhelming challenge, pushing on beyond the point of exhaustion. |
We realise we are involved in a major construction, a roof perhaps, or an entire house. We are underqualified, under staffed and our deadline is inappropriate. I think it would have been easier to build 20 metre foundations with an underground carpark and have done with it.
It is Saturday evening, last half day tomorrow, and not a single plank of terrace is in place. The 80 4 metre long planks have not even been carried to the building site. As I write, JC and A are screwing the foundation frame in place. Utter exhaustion has set in and and in desperation family loyalties have been pressed upon.
R: OK OK I'LL WORK BUT NEXT TIME BEFORE YOU DO SOMETHING STUPID ASK ME I MAY BE ABLE TO HELP YOU AVOID A PROBLEM.
B came over with H his girlfriend, after disappearing for 2 days and nearly causing a family Rift. Push on, push on...
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| The rare sight of B, R and JC on site at the same time, if only many hands would join to make light work... |
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| One hole drilled in the baked earth every 40cm, filled with cement, topped with an adjustable foot to be finely adjusted, equidistance between the rafters, equal height, perfectly flat in all directions... |
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| R prepares to 'work'...and JC prepares to collapse |
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| A does the work of 3 men he is a titan...a black belt in Aikido, a qualified sports teacher, a determined, honorable and loyal friend |
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| Complex engineering, calculations, problem-solving... |
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| A sea of terrace foundations stretching to the horizon I feel like a war photographer. |
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